Leon felt like a kid on Christmas now that he was looking for Amy and his commissions. Two baby fossas! He couldn't wait, and the horse would be a blessing no matter what she managed to get a hold of. Sophie was going to love the fossa babies, as would Trig and Boothe he assumed, and Trigger was really excited about the horse. They had Hamza, and Leon adored that stubborn bison, but a horse would be much more useful for riding and getting from place to place. Hamza was a pack-bison, and he was still teaching him to pull the wagon and get used to that. He was not meant to be ridden across the land like a horse. His curled tail wagged slightly as he waited for some sort of reply or sign that Amy was near, and hopefully had his orders. If not, he could just go with her to get them. And then he'd have to find out the first thing she wanted out of the three he agreed to do for her. Whatever she asked him for, he hoped, would be worth the animal trades by far. But if she asked him to kill someone, he was bound by his word and verbal contract... he'd have to do it. But he kept an optimistic view on what favors she'd ask for in return for her services.
Leon speaks